Monster Pucked (Pucking Monsters #2)

12. Ehrokk

CHAPTER 12

EHROKK

A ll of the anxiety I’d had evaporated as our mating bond came to life, spreading through my soul and comforting me.

Marco moved in a blur, retrieving the bottle of lube before returning to the bed. He popped the cap open, pouring a generous amount into his palm and spreading it up and down my cock. He reached back, readying himself for me.

My cock throbbed with need. I wanted him so badly. The last few days had been torture without his touch.

“Daddy,” I gasped. “Please.”

“Patience,” he said.

He stroked my cock a few times before lifting up, positioning himself over me. I moaned as he sat back on my cock.

Marco slowly worked himself down my shaft. Fuck. We both groaned in pleasure, the fiery lust roaring to an inferno. Our mating bond made everything more intense, amplifying our mutual desires and needs.

Satisfaction hummed through me, radiating through every nerve. “Fuck,” I huffed.

“You feel so fucking good,” he grunted, easing himself until every inch was inside him.

My cock pulsed inside him, wrapped in his tight heat. He raked his nails down my chest, the pain only strengthening the mind-blowing pleasure. I thrust my hips up, whimpering as he leaned down to play with my nipples.

“Fuck me, darling,” he demanded. “Rut into me. Now .”

I’ve never been fucked this way, being commanded to thrust into him. I loved it, though, being topped like this. He wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me in a way that had me rolling over, pinning him beneath me. His legs wrapped around my waist as I thrust hard into him, our lips and a kiss as I fucked him.

“Daddy,” I moaned.

“Good boy,” he praised. “Keep fucking me. Keep taking me. You’re doing so well for Daddy.”

I moaned as my hips moved, driving into him over and over again. As my knot bumped up against him, I could feel the way it swelled, eager to lock us together.

“I want you to knot me,” he growled. “I want you to fill me up, darling.”

“Please,” I groaned. “You feel so good, Daddy.”

“I’ve been thinking about this cock all week.”

I wasn’t going to last long with him taking me like this. All the pent up desire unraveled as I pumped into him, a groan leaving me as I obeyed him.

“ Harder ,” he demanded.

Submitting to him brought me so much joy. I drove into him harder, the sound of our skin slapping together echoing through the room.

“I love you,” I said. “I love you so much.”

“I know, darling,” he rasped. “I can feel it. Fuck .”

His words sent me over the edge. I gasped as I thrust deep into him, coming hard. Cum released in hot spurts as my knot pushed inside him, swelling to lock him to me.

“Fuck.”

I looked down as he came too. My eyes widened as cum splashed over his abs, his body relaxing beneath me.

He reached up, bringing my forehead against his. I closed my eyes, basking in the connection between us.

I’d never felt love like this. I shivered, our mouths brushing together as he held me to him, our bodies intertwined. All the moments over the last few days when I feared he would reject me brought tears to my eyes. How could I ever have doubted this connection?

“Oh, Ehrokk,” he whispered, rubbing my back.

I smiled and leaned back, looking down at where I’d knotted him. “We’re stuck like this for a few minutes…” I huffed.

“Can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be than knotted to my mate .”

I grinned as he grabbed hold of me and then rolled me onto my back, seating himself on top of me. My cock pulsed inside of him, my knot still swollen.

He planted his hands on my chest, flashing his fangs. “I promise to feed you after your knot goes down.”

My stomach grumbled on cue. “Maybe that and then a nice long bath.”

“Yes. I can even massage your shoulders…”

“Or I can suck your cock.”

He raised a silver brow. “Well, I like that plan.”

“So do I.”

Marco circled one of my nipples. The sensations made my cock perk up.

“Daddy,” I grunted. “If you keep doing that, my knot will never go down…”

“Hmm. You have a point.” He leaned down, flicking his tongue over one. I shivered beneath him, my knot squeezing.

He smiled deviously and then went still, waiting until my knot softened enough for him to free himself from my cock, even though I was still hard. Cum dripped out of him as he slid off me, but I knew neither one of us were done yet.

I rolled over onto all fours, presenting myself to him like his slut. I reveled in the way my skin prickled beneath his gaze.

“I thought you were hungry, darling,” he said, running his finger tips down my spine.

“I’m hungry for you to breed me,” I huffed. “Then we can have dinner, a bath, and cuddles.”

“Mmm, yes.”

I heard the cap on the lube bottle flip open. I drew in a sharp breath as he lubed my hole, readying me for him. His touch, his presence, our bond—all of it together made me horny all over again.

I couldn’t get enough of him.

“Did you miss Daddy breeding you?”

“Yes,” I rasped. “I woke up hard every morning, wishing you were inside me.”

“Poor thing.” Two fingers pushed inside me, teasing me. His other hand wrapped around my knot, giving me a tug. “Such a desperate little slut. I love seeing you like this. Your cum is still dripping out of me, but you know who you submit to.”

“I do,” I said. “I submit to you. I’m yours.”

He squeezed my knot harder. “Again.”

“I’m yours!” I cried out.

The head of his cock pressed against me and in one swift motion, he shoved into me. Our voices melded together as he gripped my hips, fucking me with every ounce of strength he had.

The bed creaked with each jarring thrust, his body taking from me, using me. I fucking loved it. I loved being touched this way, pleased this way. I loved belonging to him.

“Good boy,” he grunted.

My eyes fluttered as I lit up with pleasure. I was on cloud nine, my hand drifting down to my cock, pumping it in rhythm with him. Yes, Daddy. Fuck.

With one final thrust, we came together, heat filling me as my orgasm rushed through me. I panted heavily, my eyes drifting closed. I felt like I was in a dream, but this was my life now, my future.

Marco slowly pulled out and rolled to the side, the both of us spreading out on the bed. His fingers tangle with mine. I opened one eye, taking a peek at him.

“I’m yours forever, darling,” he whispered tenderly.

“And I’m yours.”

From a holiday party and a mistletoe kiss—I’d found the love of my life, my vampire fated mate.